Every once in a while, I sit in my cabin at work and think, "What am I doing here?". Lack of motivation and discipline - I feel like doing nothing. Wish I could curl up in front of the tele and fall asleep while the world around me motors on to a seemingly mindless destination.
For the past week, my schedule has been something like - wake up to the sound of pigeons flying into my room; breakfast: porridge, with milk and honey; drive to work; late to work; lunch: mini veg pizza with chips and juice; peanuts and tea; take a break from work at 3 to have a completely ridiculous conversation with Janice, read for a while on my couch, back to work; shop at Food World; curse at some crazy driver on the road; dinner: spaghetti bolognaise and juice, ice cream; play the guitar; check my email; workout... and that's when the fun begins! I'm so full of energy in the evenings, been going out, hanging out with friends and that probably explains why I'm so lethargic at work!
I've cooked enough to last me atleast another week, I hate cooking every night, who's got the time for that? I finally got my new table and chair, after 3 weeks of trying to figure out a suitable time for the delivery guy to drop it off! I bought some chocolate brown paint, contrast the wall in my lounge. Put the masking tape in place and then had a brilliant (or so I thought at first) idea to host a "Paint Nite". That's when I call some friends over and get them to paint the wall and some canvas' and then auction the pieces of art. I'm going ahead with that plan, this Saturday. Too lazy to put my furniture back in place, so my lounge looks like a messed-up jigsaw puzzle and I can't watch tele until its all over. Just another shade of jade...
